Светлана Сурганова и Оркестр - Ворон
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If there were tears in me,
From my eyes there would be snow.
And wings, what they can
When they have no one to fly.
I would like your moon
But the sky looked rain.
Plowed the field early spring,
And you're waiting for something from him.

I would like a burning candle
In your slightly threatened hands.
But they are already joy and grief,
keys to doors to nowhere.
Drink though sip
From the eye of the tired of yours.
I needed the leaves in front of something,
But I do not understand their language.

Autumn. Structures,
Only from them are not warm.
In the lutea stubs tame you
Some someone else's magician.
The wind breaks the branches
Tales passed time.
Fate will put new networks,
Another game will begin ...

I shouted to me hoarse raven
Through the window hole frames:
"Stay! Do not catch up with your dream! "-
He, too, see, was alone.
Lee Tone in Li Tina,
I go in the snow-white mountains, -
You in me, as in the picture,
In forever green colors!

05/28/1989